Backwards.
Always your firsts are my last. It's funny, you know? We're time travelers. We have all the time in the world but…but I wish we'd had more. Just a little longer together.
I've created another paradox.
Your future is my past.
I told you that the last time we met you took me to Darillium. The towers sang and we laughed. And then you cried. Did it happen because I told you it would? Or did I just insure the future?
I wonder. It's all so timey wimey with you. It always was with us. Or I suppose…it always will be.
You're crying now. I'm saying goodbye. Maybe I should be saying hello?
I try to comfort you as best as I can.
'It's okay. It's okay. It's not over for you. You've got all of that to come.'
You keep crying. You're still trying to stop me.
"River. You know my name."
Yes. I know your name.
When you first told me I was so confused. I had no idea just how important your name was. No idea how important a name could be.
I wish I'd known.
I wish I could go back and tell her. Silly, little melody pond.
She had no idea what she was getting herself into when she met you. No idea who you were. Who you would be. You're the last. Your family, your people, your home.
All gone. You've already lost so much.
And now you're losing me.
I'm leaving you.
I wish you were here.
I'm going to die and your face is the last one I'll ever see.
But it's not you. Not really. I wish you were here.
But you're not here.
You're in Utah.
On the shore of lake Silencio.
We're having a picnic. You're tasting wine for the second time and…
you still hate it.
You're so silly. You're my silly, goofy, wonky doctor. And I killed you.
I love you. I love you so much.
You impossible man.
Goodbye.
A/N:hah~it's soooooo sad.